BondCapCon - You Were Expecting Someone Else?...

Well, if you insist...

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'You're going to end up shilling for Heineken, Bond'.

'Yeah. Not as bad as ending up shilling for Carlsberg like you, though'.

Douche-y Brit Travel Agency: Play at the legendary European gambling tables in whatever way you want to-etiquette be damned!

I call this: praying for the henchman with the Malacca cane rifle to have better aim.

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I guess that must be it for entries, then.

So Blunt gets it for his prescient mutual taunting about product placement.

Thanks Hornet, let's go with this -



Moore, Craig with a knackered arm and a 'rather be anywhere else' expression, and a Liberace poster. Gotta be something in all that!

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"No, Danny, I don't want it back - the role is yours now."

"You think you're in pain? Can't you tell you're standing on my foot?!"

"I've always been a fan of Timothy.
-I'm Daniel.
-Course you are."

'Poor chap. Those polka dot handkerchiefs won't stop his bleeding wrists,' thought Roger.

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See my second caption for the answer to that.

Craig is 5' 11", BTW.

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Purely for my own amusement, of course -

'Wouldn't dream of telling you how to play the part old chap, but I used to leave all the dangerous stuff to the stuntmen. Just saying'.

"I was told there would be pie!"

"Danny and I have had a little chat, and he's agreed to sign on for #25. His arm? Oh, nothing..."

OK, let's keep this train wreck movin'! Winner -

Erica Ambler wrote:

Moore shivered and raised an eyebrow. He felt a distinct disturbance in the time continuum.

He was 6' 1”. Craig was no more than 5’ 9”.

So what the fuck was happening?

Take it, Ambler.

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Do not make heterosexist comments that might alienate one of the 15 remaining members of this fine forum.[/quote]



You mean like:

"You're right - who needs a 9mm when you already have a deadly pair of 38s."

Seydoux, singing innocently: "Je t'aime t'aime, je t'aime plus que tout
Papapappa"


Craig, sweating bullets: "What was that?"

'A train. Exotic climes. Euro-totty.

If my perfectly-formed arse doesn't get mentioned, I'll be seriously pissed off' thought Bond.

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Erica Ambler wrote:

"Should you be willing, please sign the consent form outlined in the folder, and arm yourself with this gun. If you have a change of heart mid-plough, as outlined in the aforementioned consent form, you can shoot me without prosecution," said Bond.